Hit or Miss by Xo Paris Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Okay
Yup
Count it up yeah
(This product is unbelievable)
Dimqaz on some other shit
[Chorus]
Hit or miss ayy (hit or miss ay)
Think she want me she just love my frozen wrist ay (frozen wrist ay)
I just pop out with no doubt and you know I'm bussin' fits
Too many blue hunnids on me you would think I was a Crip (I was a Crip)
Yeah this drip
Yeah something 'bout this drip ('bout this drip)
And peep this clip this choppa loaded like a kiss (like a kiss)
I feel like Steve Nash when I ball out no assist
This ain't a Honda homie this a foreign wip (foreign wip count it up)
I rock designer homie like my foreign drip (like my foreign drip)
[Verse 1]
Ay you heard what I said
Talk down on that gang
I aim at your head
I swear that they sleepin' on me and I'm not talking beds
So might just go empty the lead
Might just go empty the wallet
You pop out in your Prada
I already bought it
They hating on me
Cause I'm drippin' no faucet
So they waitin' on me
Cause they know that I got it
Hol' up wait cause my diamonds stay in skates stay in skate
On the grind hungry like I'm eating on some steak yuh
I'm all for the money and it ain't up for debate
They thinking that's funny 'till I pop 'em in they face yuh
Swear y'all wanna bes making me really mad
Run up a check then I go and get it back
I be rapping I'll be doin' my thing
Vvs on me I'm loving the blang
Two thotties next to me I'm unfazed
Two gold things, no two chains
I'm in the game ain't a thing change switchin' lanes in the fast lane
[Chorus]
Hit or miss ayy (hit or miss ay)
Think she want me she just love my frozen wrist ay (frozen wrist ay)
I just pop out with no doubt and you know I'm bussin' fits
Too many blue hunnids on me you would think I was a Crip (I was a Crip)
Yeah this drip
Yeah something 'bout this drip ('bout this drip)
And peep this clip this choppa loaded like a kiss (like a kiss)
I feel like Steve Nash when I ball out no assist
This ain't a Honda homie this a foreign wip (foreign wip count it up)
I rock designer homie like my foreign drip (like my foreign drip)
[Verse 2]
I'm talking drip drop
Diamonds on me they big rocks
Pull up on him like a pit stop
Choppa have them dancing like a TikTok
Imma go crazy, no mercy
I'm stealing your thottie
I'm leaving you hurting
I don't pull off in Mercedes
I'm driving, I'm swerving, the thotties keep lurking
You keep talking that toolie got your body jerking
I don't mean foot working
In that choppa have you sing Justin Bieber
Not talking purpose
Where I do not need no beam 'cause my aim is too perfect
Don't care what none of y'all say
I know that I'm next
I swear I could merch it
Yeah yeah
Okay
Yup
Count it up yeah
(This product is unbelievable)
Dimqaz on some other shit
[Chorus]
Hit or miss ayy (hit or miss ay)
Think she want me she just love my frozen wrist ay (frozen wrist ay)
I just pop out with no doubt and you know I'm bussin' fits
Too many blue hunnids on me you would think I was a Crip (I was a Crip)
Yeah this drip
Yeah something 'bout this drip ('bout this drip)
And peep this clip this choppa loaded like a kiss (like a kiss)
I feel like Steve Nash when I ball out no assist
This ain't a Honda homie this a foreign wip (foreign wip count it up)
I rock designer homie like my foreign drip (like my foreign drip)
[Verse 1]
Ay you heard what I said
Talk down on that gang
I aim at your head
I swear that they sleepin' on me and I'm not talking beds
So might just go empty the lead
Might just go empty the wallet
You pop out in your Prada
I already bought it
They hating on me
Cause I'm drippin' no faucet
So they waitin' on me
Cause they know that I got it
Hol' up wait cause my diamonds stay in skates stay in skate
On the grind hungry like I'm eating on some steak yuh
I'm all for the money and it ain't up for debate
They thinking that's funny 'till I pop 'em in they face yuh
Swear y'all wanna bes making me really mad
Run up a check then I go and get it back
I be rapping I'll be doin' my thing
Vvs on me I'm loving the blang
Two thotties next to me I'm unfazed
Two gold things, no two chains
I'm in the game ain't a thing change switchin' lanes in the fast lane
[Chorus]
Hit or miss ayy (hit or miss ay)
Think she want me she just love my frozen wrist ay (frozen wrist ay)
I just pop out with no doubt and you know I'm bussin' fits
Too many blue hunnids on me you would think I was a Crip (I was a Crip)
Yeah this drip
Yeah something 'bout this drip ('bout this drip)
And peep this clip this choppa loaded like a kiss (like a kiss)
I feel like Steve Nash when I ball out no assist
This ain't a Honda homie this a foreign wip (foreign wip count it up)
I rock designer homie like my foreign drip (like my foreign drip)
[Verse 2]
I'm talking drip drop
Diamonds on me they big rocks
Pull up on him like a pit stop
Choppa have them dancing like a TikTok
Imma go crazy, no mercy
I'm stealing your thottie
I'm leaving you hurting
I don't pull off in Mercedes
I'm driving, I'm swerving, the thotties keep lurking
You keep talking that toolie got your body jerking
I don't mean foot working
In that choppa have you sing Justin Bieber
Not talking purpose
Where I do not need no beam 'cause my aim is too perfect
Don't care what none of y'all say
I know that I'm next
I swear I could merch it